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Sunday, January 13, 2013

What Defines Sexy? - BL Morticia

What’s Really Sexy?

BLMorticia

Hiya everyone! Hope the new year is goin’
well for ya’ so far. It is for me! *snicker* But I’m just a muse so technically
I don’t count. Or do I? Well, ask Shar about that one.

Anyways, what are we talkin’ about today?
Sexy! What is the true definition of sexiness to you? I mean, I think it’s
about time I do some smexy posts again, right? Yeah I know, I’m an author but
hell, talkin’ about the backlist and books can get boring so let’s talk about
my favorite thing other than writing, metal, and men! Sex or as I say in this
post, sexiness!

What defines sexy to you? Pretty eyes, a
taut and deliciously ripped body? Six pack abs are nice but when the man ain’t
packin’ down below it kinda defeats the purpose, right? I mean, when we see a
sexy man, we automatically assume he’s hung like a horse but unfortunately,
that’s not always the case. Ahem, gettin’ back to what’s sexy! Do you like some
stubble or none at all? How about tattoos and piercings? Um… well, I love those
myself. What about the way a man dresses? Is there a particular way he wears
his clothes or what he wears? Suits and ties, jeans and t-shirts, or my
personal fave, nothing at all… *AHEM* Sorry. Yeah I love jeans and a plus from
me if they wear them kind of tight around the buttocks. I like seeing my man’s
booty to give it a tight squeeze. Those who wear them low to the crevice of
your arse need not apply. I hate that look, it just looks sloppy but some women
like that and find it appealing. *shakes head* Moving on!

How about for the men? What defines a sexy
lady? I believe the same rules apply but I think men also like the way a woman
carries herself. Do the guys always go for the lady who struts her stuff when
she walks in the door or are they attracted to the shy and unassuming type?
Perhaps, it’s the woman who doesn’t dress to impress. Maybe she looks like a
sweet girl and he’d love to push her limits to see how innocent or naughty she
truly is. Yeah, I know you men have thought about the naughty librarian and had
a wet dream or two about her. *smirks*

The point with both sexes is we have
different standards and tastes when it comes to be people we’re attracted to.
What I find sexy, you might not and vice versa. Perhaps it’s not about the exterior
at all. Are you in love with his or her personality, their intelligence?
Perhaps it’s what that person does for a living, like a musician for instance.
Not all the men in the metal world especially are pretty to look at but man can
they bed a woman! I’ve heard Lemmy
from Motorhead beds quite a few pretty women and is he sexy? Hells no! Yet he
gets plenty of um, action!

So what is sexy? It really is how we as
individuals define it. Whether it’s the physical parts, the intellect, or their
personality, we can decide what truly attracts us to another person. I know
what I like. I think I covered it on the above paragraphs. How about you? What
do you define as sexy?

Share it with me will ya! I’d love to hear.
Thanks to Blak for hosting me as per usual!

Blurb:

Alain Roux is the new President
of the world famous Diamond Candies chocolate factory on the South
Side of Chicago. His father, Demi Roux lost his battle with cancer and has left
it in his care despite Demi’s brother’s advice to leave it to him. Alain has no
interest in the company but to fulfill his father’s last wish, he takes on the
day to day of it anyway.Ty Washington is a born and raised Southsider who’s
working there to put him through college. Recently, his father threw him out
because he confessed he might be gay. When he and Alain talk, his heart soars
and as badly as he tries to fight it, the two connect and eventually they
decide to give their relationship a try.

In BL’s own humorous way, she’ll tell the
tale of a man and his subordinate as they overcome the struggles to build a
long lasting commitment.

Ty shoved through the double doors and
slipped the gloves over his palms. Once he snapped them on, he went straight to
his workstation to begin his shift of eleven to seven, even though it was only
eighteen ’til. He turned on the machine and the first few candies came through.
Fuckin’ homophobe! Who needed people like Joe when you’re trying to understand
your own sexuality? Who— Damn!

Just when Ty was seething about Joe’s
comment, his frown turned into a sly smile as he noticed a tall slender man
with dark hair come into view. Must be Demi’s son!

Ty tried his best not to stare but the more
he looked the more erect his dick became. Shit. Ty licked his lips as if he
were looking at a tasty treat he’d like to get his hands on.

“Hey Ty!”

The voice of one of his female coworkers
brought him out of his lust filled stupor. “Uh huh?” He attempted to get
focused on the machine again. Good thing he wasn’t on the cutter.

“Be on your best behavior. That’s the new
boss – Alain. He’s already made one trip down here today.”

Ty nodded and thought just how lucky he was
that young Mr. Roux was making another trip. Hotdamn! Although Alain was still
over fifty feet away, Ty stopped a moment to peruse his features. Dark brown or
black hair, shoulder length, a perfectly cut beard and mustache, his eyes
appeared to be dark and mysterious, reminding him of the chocolate candies he
should’ve been wrapping. The grey suit – maybe Armani or Oswald Boateng – fit
him to a tee: tight in all the right places. Wonder what he’s workin’ with down
below.

In seconds, Ty caught his brown gaze and he
felt his heart skip a beat. He’d never had that happen when he first saw a hot man
in person. Alain smiled and licked his slim bottom lip.

“Ty!” Another shout interrupting him. This
time it was his supervisor Darrell. “Hey man, get back to work. The new boss—”

“Uh huh, I heard. Sorry, I um…”

“Ty please, you’re a good worker, no
goofing around on me today.”

“Yes sir!” Mockingly, he saluted his
supervisor. Darrell was a good guy but most of the time, a real ass kisser.
Apparently, he wanted to make sure Ty watched his p’s and q’s so he could look
good.

He diverted his attention away from the hot
man who was coming closer every moment. Thoughts of the attractive gentleman
already burned across his brain. Well-pressed suit, white shirt with matching
grey tie. Alain looked like a million and most likely smelled like one too. Or
was that a hundred million? Ty didn’t know the full net worth of Diamond
Candies but he assumed the young man had to be loaded. Not that it mattered
much to Ty. But a rich boyfriend would be nice.

Ty pressed the button on the machine and
attempted to temporarily forget the vision of loveliness in his midst. He
breathed a heavy sigh and tried to focus on his work, watching the milk
chocolate drops get wrapped and packaged in bags.

“Um, excuse me.” Someone taped him lightly
on his shoulder.

This time, the voice was unfamiliar. This
wasn’t a coworker, nor was it Darrell… it could only be… Ty slowly turned
around to see the new boss standing right behind him.

The distance from which Ty spotted him at
first cheated him of Alain’s true beauty. The brown haired man was even hotter
up close and yes, he smelled like his favorite cologne, Eternity for Men, which
he wished he could afford to buy. Ty couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear
and the electricity from just the polite handshake sent shockwaves to his cock
and nipples. Suddenly his mouth became dry like the Sahara and the goose pimples
rose on the back of his neck.

“Thank you. How long you been workin’ here,
Ty?”

“Well, uh, a little over a year.”

Alain nodded and looked down at his feet.
“You’ve been here long enough to be in management haven’t you? I mean, I dunno
the specifics of how my father’s team promoted from within, but I’d think a
year of service should count for something more, right?”

Ty wished he could agree but he knew
companies like this took years to promote employees with little to no
experience. “Yeah, but I’ve never really tried for it. I go to school part time
and I’d rather only be responsible for myself.”

“I see; well, that’s an admirable answer.
I’d really love to talk with you more Ty. Maybe we can chat after you take a
lunch? I’ll be here all day; say around five? I’ll make sure Darrell knows send
you up about then.”

Ty was thrown off by how forward Alain was.
Didn’t he care about all Ty’s coworkers being in earshot? Do I care? “Um,
sure…” he took off the plastic gloves and rubbed the back of his head. Now he
knew he’d need to go to the washroom to wash and get new gloves. Still, he
wanted to touch Alain again. He held his own hand back out. “I’m lookin’ forward
to it.”

Alain squeezed it tightly causing Ty’s
breath to hitch. He bit his lip and peered into the boss’s chocolate pools,
getting lost in them. Drowning. “So am I, Ty. Don’t forget to go wash up and
get new gloves.” Reluctantly, he stepped away and released his palm. Alain
patted his back. “C’ya later, Ty.”

Ty jerked and he felt himself flush. Wow,
did Alain wake up something inside of him; and he wasn’t just talking about the
muscle in between his thighs. When the boss touched his bare skin, he felt the
heat from his fingers… “Fuck… me…”

“Um Ty, you alright there?” His coworker
asked with a smirk.

Ty shook his head and threw the gloves in
the wastebasket. “No I’m not, Miss Lady. I need a moment to collect myself.”
Yeah he did. Too bad he couldn’t do more than that, but shit – he was working
with food after all. Definitely later.

BLMorticia is currently a published writer
with Naughty Nights Press and Rebel Ink Press. She entertains her readers with
hot and smexy sex, humor, and lots of swear words. She attempts to incorporate
metal music or the military in most of her works. Nothin’ sexier than
metalheads or military servicemen and women! She also writes a biweekly column
on Blak Rayne Books and blogs
on the First Thursday of the month at NNP Blog. For more info,
please visit, Erotica With Snark

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Blak Rayne is a best selling author of gay romance. She loves to write and believes it's one of the greatest forms of self-expression. What better way to see inside the human soul? Blak resides in Canada, and yes, she is a woman, wife and mother. She’s been writing and drawing since elementary school, and she loves anything that involves the arts. As for family, her daughter is her toughest critic and greatest support!

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